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 Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2007 10:28 am
((This RP is a tad different from the others in the fact that it does have a plot, no offense to those that don't. Because of this, I ask you that if you create a character in here, please continue to use said character.))
Everything is normal within the land. It's very quiet, and some say, that it's far too quiet. Is there some evil lurking around the bend, or is it just your imagination?
Characters involved so far : Andel Mortuus, Idizhaar
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2007 2:47 pm
I wouldn't mind joining this, if there's room for my Blue.
edited: Thanks. Ready to go when you are!
Note: My username's changed!
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2007 4:17 pm
Alright, might as well begin this.
Your training is beginning to take holds on you as you are understanding all that is going on. As you sit in your classes with other students, a nervous teacher walks in, pulling your teacher aside and begins to speak to her in harsh whispers.
((Edit - 3 points))
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 10:54 pm
Arionette watched this in wonder, and being unable to fully know what was going on, merely listened to her classmates gossip. Supposedly, there was such a problem that it must be attended to by many people, even this most seemingly unworthy teacher. What the problem could be was currently beyond Ari, but she wasn't about to argue with class ending for the day. Law was, though of utmost importance, quite uninteresting to the newly chosen.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 8:56 pm
Your teacher began to get a worry line across her forhead as she exchanged words, towards the end, the only thing you were able to make out was, "What should I tell them."
The teacher's response was, "Nothing. They'll be fine."
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 9:21 am
(( i wanna play! can i just post? I'll jsut post. ))
Irix fiddled quietly with his fingers ans he watched the teachers conversing out of the corner of his eye. He was nervous; the fingerplaying was evidence of that, and he had to fend of the prying whispers of the people sitting near him. He wasn't insterested in gossip right now; this conversation was of more intrest than silly rumours; and Irix was trying very hard to strain his ears, to maybe hear something valuble, but all he got was the last few sentences. Damn. He masked a sigh with a cough and started scribling on the peice of paper layed out on his desk for note-taking. Frustration was evident.
*Profile*
Name: Irix Sestril
Age: ... um.. 114 578?
Gender: male
Apperance: Short cut, but kind of messy black hair. Not /too/ short, but not considered 'long' either. Usually in Trainee grey's, not tall, 5'4" and kind of skinny... he wasn't very wealthy.
Personality: He's quick to jump to conclusions, and usually its the bad ones he figures out. Deffinetly not an optimist, although he really cares for people, whether or not they care for him. He'll sacrifice himself without a thought if it ment saving someone.
Gifts/Companion: dunno what his gifts are. help me xD Dunno who his companion is neither =(
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 11:18 am
The teacher moved back to her desk, and tried to continue the class as the other teacher moved out of the room in silence. She seemed worried the remainder of the class.
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2007 9:04 pm
Irix kind of felt sorry for the teacher; whatever was bothering her must have been serious, adn to be forced to continue teaching? that would probably be hard to do. He knew that HIS mind would wander to other things... and the class would break down. Tentativly, he held up one hand, maybe he could get her to lighten up by.. perhaps.. sharing her troubles? thats what Irix' mum used to do back home...
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 10:03 am
"And that, students, is the idea of... Yes, Irix?" She said, interrupting herself.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 1:38 pm
He hesitated a moment, and only continued becuase of the mental push in the back of his mind. he sighed, already regretting the fact that he'd drawn un-needed attention to himself. "...Um...I...uh... ma-may... nothing, i'm sorry." and he shrunk down in his desk after the appology. What sort of idea had that been? He felt his companion sigh.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 7:17 pm
"No, no, it is fine, what was your question, Irix?" the woman asked again.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2007 11:35 am
damn, so much for forgetting the whole thing. "W-well, i was wondering... You look troubled, perhaps... you could share whats on your mind..?" SHe was going to tell him to mind his own business, he knew it.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2007 4:59 pm
"It... really isn't something to trouble any of you with. Now, if you would turn to page 34," she said, quickly trying to move topics.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 9:33 am
Irix didn't rais any objections to taht. Let her keep the secret, he was in no place to question her. He obeyed and turned to the requested page 34, and skimmed the page quickly.
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